Excellence, friendship, Savannah, Southern Hospitality, Travel


Today I’m sharing some of the friendly faces, we encountered on our Savannah-Charleston trip. There was only one place where we encountered a couple of young clerks who must have gotten up on the wrong side of the bed that morning. It was a tourist store on the riverfront lacking the pride of ownership factor. We shrugged it off, and I’m happy to say they were the only locals we met who didn’t understand the power of hospitality in those two beautiful cities.

Expectant smiles as we prepare to roll out our first day

Karen and her Greg who entertained us in Birmingham

My guys who hosted us in Atlanta on the way.
Caroline, Maria, Emily, Brad


Deedee took good care of us
at the Staybridge in Savannah.

Carole Calvert at Go Fish ( a fair trade store) and I
had instant rapport because of our shared faith.

The staff at The Olde Pink House deserves
 an award for Friendliest Service.
Thus, our smiles

Arden our Charleston tour guide and her trusty steed, John

 Earl and his sweet wife. They rescued us on the way
to Charleston when our car was out of oil.

The fanciest hairdo at the Charleston Market

Our Singing Fudge Maker did such a great Stevie Wonder
with Isn’t It Fudgery, I bought some candy.
Carolyn with her Clint, Allison, Ella & Reagan,
our hosts in Atlanta on our trip home.

Some Familiar Faces

Marilyn greeted us for lunch

Betty Boop was there too


More Welcomes

The Bird Girl of Savannah made famous by the novel
has been moved to a museum that we didn’t have time to visit.
But we each bought a charm to remind us of her.

John Wesley still points The Way

The Waving Girl at Savannah Harbor
We didn’t see the White Rabbit
Bat Man and Robin were on their way to a party
in Charleston. We forgot to get autographs!
The service at the King Charles Inn on Meeting Street in Charleston was excellent. I was disappointed when I realized I didn’t get a picture of the friendly bellhop, David, who not only carried our bags but also checked the oil in the car. The manager circulated at Happy Hour and responded immediately to our comments about the comfort of the sofa-bed. We’d stay there again.
I laughed when I saw Karen had entitled our itinerary The Three Angels Trip. But now I think it fit perfectly, not so much because we were angelic but because we received treatment truly worthy of Hebrews 13:2.  

Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some have unwittingly entertained angels.

animal rescue, companions, dogs, family pets, Savannah


I’ve been thinking about how much joy pets bring to our lives. Terry and I are more cat people because their independence fits our lifestyle, but we had several dogs when the children were growing up. I’m impressed with the number of people who rescue animals, as well as how the digital world has made the process so much easier. Both man and beast are blessed when they find one another. I hope you enjoy some of the canines featured today.

Savannah advertises itself as a Dog Friendly city. We found that to be a fact. There was a parade of pups with their owners staying at our hotel. Here are some of the pooch friends we met there.


Taco looked macho in his military green.
Spanish Ladies

 These two dolls have Spanish monikers. The one on the left is named for a brand of Spanish coffee. Her friend on the right is Canela, which means cinnamon. 

Billie wasn’t too keen on going out into the rain. The first time we saw her, she was stiffed-legged, straining against the leash as her master resolutely headed for the hotel door. The floor was slick so she slid along toward the wet world outside. Conscientious owners like him are probably one of the reasons dogs are welcome there.
And your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, “This is the way, walk in it.” Isa. 30:21a
Arlo Guthrie
Arlo Guthrie is an unusual name for such a handsome Frenchman. We asked if he were a show dog. The owner said no, but she had been told he was show-dog quality.
I agree, don’t you?


Carolyn’s granddaughter, Reagan, holds their new rescued miniature poodle, Gabby.
This lucky pooch has wiggled his way into the hearts of the entire family.
wish I’d gotten a good picture of him in his pumpkin Halloween costume.

A Few More Lucky Dogs


Sally is a small Lab who belongs to my friends, Don and Donna. She’s getting on in years and has hip problems that keep her from hunting. I love it that she hobbles over for me to pet her when I drop by. She and Don are still almost inseparable. She doesn’t need as much church as he does though.


  Another fortunate dog, Harry, lives the life of Riley with the Jefferies. They had no plans to own a dog until this stray stole their hearts. Don’t let that toothy under bite intimidate you.
He just never had the opportunity for orthodontics.
He’s really a friendly little critter.


Boo, a Rat Terrier, may be little on the outside, but he has a big spirit. A working dog, he herds any wildlife that needs rounding up. Boo lives with his owners, Cliff and Debbie, on a farm not far from Greenbrier. He is a poster child for obedience but loves to chase and catch squirrels when his people allow it.

Annabelle & Lucy

Annabelle and Lucy belong to friends, Talya and John.
These Dallas girls are great watch dogs.
No squirrels will get in their house ever!


Pokey lives the good life in Beebe with my writing friend Dot and her grandson, Phillip.
He was rescued from along side the road near Pocahontas, thus the name which stuck.
She says he’s part Lab and who knows what else!


My GrandDogs

Max & Milo

 Carolyn and Karen met Max and Milo along with Maria, Brad and Caroline on the way to Savannah. (Emily, on the left, is away at college.) They adopted Max, the terrier, first, but he was so skittish and shy, they decided to get another dog to keep him company. Max perked up the moment he saw Milo, and they’ve been inseparable ever since. From the picture you’ll see these two have been part of the Day family a long time. Emily is a sophomore at the University of Alabama and Caroline is in the 9th grade now.

Two more fortunate canines who are greatly loved.



Houston Johnson belongs to our youngest son, Erik, and his group.
This little guy happily shares his home with a passel of kids and cats.
They’re a loving bunch.

Lucky & Jack

Our oldest, Gary, has always had dogs. Both rescues, Lucky, an Australian Shepherd, and Jack, a Blue Heeler, are full of affection. You could get licked to death at their house. Jack is an escape artist who causes his owner angst from time to time, but you’d never know it from talking to Jack!


Kaali and Blu belong to Gary’s special friend, Pamela.
We love it that all three of these girls spend lots of time
hanging out with Gary, Lucky and Jack.

Last But Not Least



A family portrait wouldn’t have been complete without Minnie. She wandered into our lives after the terrible tornado in 1952 that blew away the small nearby town of Judsonia. Her terror of storms and the way she cowered and panted at the first hint of one’s approach made us wonder what she went through that day. Mother said she always knew which house we were in because Minnie was waiting faithfully on the front porch for us to come out. Mom fed her hamburger meat on a regular basis. Guess that would be contra-indicated these days. She died eleven years later when I was a junior in high school.

Tell me about your favorite canine friends, past or present. Send a picture and I’ll share it.

Has the Lord as great delight in burnt offerings and sacrifices, As in obeying the voice of the Lord?
Behold, to obey is better than sacrifice, And to heed than the fat of rams.
 I Sam. 15:22